Thanks for the reviews guys and I made sure to make this chapter long filled with a few surprising details :D. And as you can see, I used a different writing technique to make this chapter. You guys better enjoy this chapter. I put some hard work into it to keep it interesting. Anyhow, I Do Not Own One Piece and enjoy the chapter.
"You shouldn't be so sexist about cooks," a voice snapped from the kitchen door. "Whose that Ossan?" The man asked pointing at the girl who stood in the doorway. "Ah, that's our cook, Fin."
Trent stared at Fin startled. He didn't expect that a 14 yr old could prepare all this. Plus the clothes she was wearing were even stranger.
Fin had long brown silky smooth hair and light blue eyes, and what she wore that surprised Trent so much was the long sleeve black shirt she wore beneath the jean jacket. It was so hot here Trent couldn't understand why she would like to bear the heat more than cool off. But he knew that he was in no position to ask for a reason.
Trent picked himself off the floor settling the stool down to how it was before they both fell to the ground and threw the rag back at the girl who caught it before it hit her face.
"So you're the cook," he said trying to make conversation with her. "And you're a pirate," she snapped right back at him. Trent frowned at her reply and the Ossan looked between Trent and the bounty posters trying to figure out who he was.
Fin walked over to a sink and threw the rag inside pointing to his poster on the wall next to an empty spot. "Hammer Head Trent, 10 million beli." The Ossan realized the picture did indeed look similar to the man.
"Fin I am-" he started to say but was cut off by Fin after she took the pouch of coins and stuffed it in her pocket, "Get out, and next time we won't serve you here." Trent only watched her take the money not caring if she took it, it was really just three gold coins and five silver ones. No point in fighting for it because he was already getting a major discount with this little trick.
"OK, since you already know I'm a pirate, want to join me?" Trent asked ignoring the Get Out she practically yelled at him. Fin was heading back to the kitchen before she stopped and stared at him, "Why the hell would I want to go with you?" she growled from underneath her breath but Trent still heard it.
He gave her a large smile and replied "Because I'm going to the grand line." This seemed to grab her attention and she stared at him in shock. Trent smiled brighter seeming to take this as a yes.
"So you're coming-"before he could finish a knife soared past his left ear and all the people inside the Tavern finally looked up to see all the commotion. One table of customers scurried out after the knife soared past their heads scaring the shit out of them.
"I never said I would come and you better get out or another will be thrown at you and this time it won't miss I guarantee it," Fin snapped with a grim tone before disappearing into kitchen.
The Ossan then approached Trent after he was sure Fin won't come out for awhile. "You know you really should get out, she had a bounty over 8 million beli. You probably want to get out before you get allot of cuts."
Trent looked at the Ossan with new interest. 'I just got to have her on my boat' he thought. "I used to have a bounty of around thirty million beli back then, and a few cuts don't scare me. Look at this one," he said pointing at the large scar on his abdomen.
The Ossan gave him a shocked expression after glancing at the large scar, "Why'd yours drop?" Trent looked at him for awhile giving his reply some thought before saying, "Sometimes when the government thinks you are dead they lower it."
The Ossan was about to say something else but Trent spoke first. "So how did Fin's drop?" The question was left unanswered as the old man tried to figure away out of the subject. "How did you get thirty million?"
Trent eyed him "Oi don't ignore the question. This is a marine base, there had to have been something she did to get out of it. Or is it just too embarrassing that you won't tell me?"
"It's not that it's just I never said her bounty went down" The old man sighed. "Marines and bounty hunters always come here trying to find a way to get at Fin's bounty. You never know, next time they might actually succeed. Oi, your names Trent right?" Trent nodded at this.
"I think you should take her along."
"Is there something you aren't telling me, Ossan?" The old man looked around making sure no customers were watching them or listening in on their conversation before he started telling Trent Fin's story.
Evening came and went leaving behind a starry night sky and only then did Fin decide to leave the kitchen. She was exhausted from preparing all the meals for it was a busy day.
After Trent, crowds after crowds of people came to their tavern and with only one cook you can imagine how hard it was. Plus, since the old man was busy talking to that ass hole she had to hand deliver all the meals.
After awhile she saw Trent had left and was kinda glad that she was no longer being asked constantly to join his crew but then again it was kinda comforting. She wanted to go, she really did but something at the back of her mind snapped at what a horrible idea it was.
She was no longer a kid, and she had to stop acting like one with her stupid dream. She gave a low sigh pulling out a stool and sitting down on it. She was exhausted, she shouldn't be thinking up these things now.
From within the darkest corner of the Tavern a man stood wearing a large white jacket over his large muscular build and he had greasy black hair pulled in a small pony tail. His dark gray eyes followed her to where she now sat on the stool and he smiled wickedly. "Hello Fin" he greeted as he walked out from the shadows. "Are you ready to come in?"
Trent walked the streets looking at the large stores he passed making sure he got everything set for his next journey out to sea. He was thinking about leaving today but if it took longer than that to convince that girl to join him he would happily stay longer. He knew it was kinda selfish to get a kid to go out to sea, especially the grand line since it is so dangerous but if he heard Ossan's words correctly she had experienced far worse than just going to the grand line.
Flash Back
"You know she used to have a dream, a grand dream. The dream every cook has had, but after that day she stopped pursuing this dream of hers." The Ossan frowned cleaning some bear mugs with a rag.
Trent looked at him with a curious eye. "What do you mean, what dream did she have?"
The old man looked at the kitchen door to make sure Fin wasn't going to come out anytime soon before leaning closer to the man in front of him. "Have you ever heard of All Blue boy?"
Trent nodded his head in recognition of the name. It was a large ocean where all the fish from every blue were. It was a much fantasised ocean by cooks, but recently many have given up the thought of its existence. "So she used to dream about All Blue?"
The Ossan nodded. "Yes she did, but then again that's what she says. I truly think she is just fooling herself and still believes in its existence. When ever she hears All Blue she always gets a dreamy face," Ossan chuckled with a small smile at this last part.
"So whats this about that day she stopped dreaming about it?" Trent was more curious than before to find out what had stopped her from pursuing her dream. To him it just made himself angry thinking about it, who would think of destroying a girls dream?
The Ossan thought about his answer for awhile putting some thought into it before answering back. "Well I don't know it all myself but what I do know is that she washed up onto this beach 2 years ago holding on to a pretty large kitchen knife set around her waist. Damn was that thing heavy, I could hardly carry it but she always kept that thing around her waist." He gave a small laugh but it seemed a bit grim and Trent knew it was heading towards something bad. "Those knives she carried around were the last things she had of her mother. Ever heard of the Klaud pirates?"
Trent stared up at him an nodded. They were a large group of men who entered the grand line a few years ago and just two years ago, something occurred where most of the crew mates were slaughtered except for a few of about twenty. Finally it dawned on Trent what was going on? "You mean she was one of his crew and she got separated from them?"
The Ossan smiled grimly. "If only it was that simple. The leader of those pirates was her father, and he slaughtered her mother right in front of her eyes."
End Flash Back
Trent snapped out of the memory when he reached the Tavern. He saw the front torn up chalked with black ash as if it was caught on fire but was quenched by a heavy down pour. The door was ripped off its hinges and he glimpsed inside seeing tables smashed to the side that's when he saw blood slowly pooling from under a few broken chairs.
Trent rushed inside taking off the chairs to see who was beneath. It was the Ossan and he lay unconcious on the floor with a chair leg sticking out from his ribs. Blood drenched his night clothes. "Oi Ossan what the hell happened to you Oi wake up!" Trent shoved the old man trying to wake him before he died.
"Hey someone get a doctor! Hey!!" Trent yelled at the entrance where a crowd of people watched them but none listened to his pleads. They all knew who had done this and even if they did get a doctor what good would it do, the man was dead.
Suddenly the old mans hand reached up and grabbed Trent's shoulder. "It was the marines," he weased barely able to speak. "They took Fin!"
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Man you guys suck. I guess I was kinda hurrying in the end but it couldn't have been that bad. In the next chapter I promise there will be a fighting seen (YAY) and... WHO SAID I WAS GONNA TELL YOU! Its a s-e-c-r-e-t. Oh yeah and the bad news. I might not be able to make the next chapter for a week so keep patient.
